Sunday, August 30, 2009

before starting over

more than a year has passed yet i am still haunted by your memories. i won't deny it anymore. i have moved on but not completely. i guess not until i find out the reason why we went our separate ways.

it seems that, after all, a proper closure is of utmost importance. true, we said our final goodbyes already. but the fact remains that back then, we decided to do it because it's the easiest thing to do. we never had the courage to deal with the bigger issues. we both ran away.

after you, i tried building new relationships. but in doing so, i failed. for i am always reminded of our good times together. funny, now that i'm thinking about it, we never had any major fights, only simple disagreements.

perhaps, what we had unconsciously became my standards. for as much as we intend not to, most of the time, we do compare the bonds we share with our partners, both old and new. sad, indeed, because it is very hard to compete with memories.

now that i'm starting over again, i feel that it is but right and proper to go back to you and for the last time, ask you to take a journey with me, to where it all started and ended between us. for right there may be the answer to our questions, for both our peace of mind.

i remember we did try to talk about it the last time i went to you but fear got the best of us. maybe then, we were not yet ready. i hope that now, after one year, we are facing each other wiser and more mature than before.

like what you always say back then, we'll never get away from each other that easily. i believe you now.

see you on saturday.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

fun stuff

this one's cool. i am not really a fan of horoscopes but this is the first time i have encountered such negative stuff about me being born under the sign of taurus.

i love it.

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I am a Taurus.
(Also known as "Bull")
My Horoscope starts like this:
" Petty, annoying and a whiny pain in the neck, a Taurus loves to brown-nose and is often a snitch to boot. In life and work, always blows with the wind, and runs to answer to his supperiors' smallest whim. " (Read more | Find yours)

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well, another busy day ahead. gotta' run...

Monday, August 10, 2009

wait a minute

in a meeting a month before our project started,

me: sir, can we schedule the shutdown of the main equipment during the integration process?


the boss: why? what are the risks?


me: the main equipment might stop unexpectedly while integrating the new system since we are doing everything simultaneously. theoretically, it should not stop, however, since we've never done it before, let us try to manage this risk by shutting it down for an hour. that way, all our activities will be focused on the integration only. the whole process will just take an hour and we can resume immediately after.

the boss: i think we should not schedule a shutdown of our main equipment. if it stops, then let us just resume again right after you're done.


me: noted, sir.



a while ago, we proceeded with the integration process and just as i thought, the main equipment suddenly stopped.

the boss: what happened?


me: sir, we were integrating when it stopped.


the boss: how come you never told us that there is a risk of stopping?


me: ah... eh...



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i was holding an adjustable wrench when this conversation occurred. good thing i was able to restrain myself from banging it in my boss' head.

the one million-peso dinner

an excerpt from today's inquirer headline Palace: Just simple dinner says,

“What we had in New York was a simple, late night dinner because it was already late at night when we arrived there from Washington DC and, of course, we were all hungry,” Remonde said.

He said the MalacaƱang group occupied only two tables and ordered a “set” meal consisting of soup, salad, a main course, drinks and coffee or tea.

“There was no truth to the report that many different types of champagne and fancy food items were ordered,” he said.

another article entitled Solon says P1M is just right for NY dinner carries these words,

Quezon Representative Danilo Suarez said that he could have volunteered to foot the bill for the Le Cirque dinner celebrating the wedding anniversary of the First Couple had Leyte Representative Martin Romualdez not beat him to it.

“I don’t know why they are making such a big deal, it’s New York where everything is more expensive than Manila. We were more than 50 in our group, the President’s security and the secret service joined us,’’ said Suarez in a phone interview.

what long tables must have those been that they were able to serve a group of "more than 50", well, perhaps as big as those at hogwarts school.

punyeta! anong akala nyo sa amin, tanga?

where's your sense of decency?

that is, if you know the meaning of the word in the first place.


source: inquirer.net

Friday, August 7, 2009

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

bloody monday

this is not for the faint of heart.

yesterday, i joined our company's blood donation activity. when asked how many times i've done this in the past, it was only then that i was able to realize that i've been donating my blood for the last ten years.

it all started during my rotc days. i was one of those frequent absentees during weekend trainings and in order to pass the course, we were given several options and one of them was participating in blood-letting activities with red cross. i am not really afraid of needles so i see no problem with doing this. back then, the only driving force to do it is to complete my requirements.

however, as years passed, i was able to learn the importance of donating my blood. first, the blood i give will be of great help to others in need especially in times of extreme emergencies. secondly, my body will function in such a way to replenish the blood i lost and in turn produce new and fresh blood in my system. hey, any doctors out there who can help me explain this better?

i do have one caution though. i always make sure that i donate only to red cross. if a certain hospital will host the activity and invite participants, i just politely decline. why? because red cross does it for free while hospitals, especially private ones, sell the blood to their patients.

anyway, one funny thing that happened yesterday was when this colleague of mine was dared by our friends to donate his blood. he kept saying that he did it before but you can clearly see the fear in his actions. when he completed the forms, we found out that he's doing it for the first time.

much to our surprise (and probably delight at the same time), he looks as if he's going to faint when his name was called. i was already done by this time and lying beside the only vacant bed. he was asked to lie down as well and the minute the needle was about to be inserted, he held my arms, looked at me, then shut his eyes.

that was not expected and yes, his palm is cold as ice.


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even a macho man has his fears. even so, he still looks pathetic.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

not just a woman in yellow

i woke up yesterday greeted by the news of cory's death. this may come as no surprise to everybody knowing that her condition worsens as days pass but situations like this are really unexpected.

for us who were born during the dark times, we remember the role of this icon in bringing back democracy to our country. but beyond that, we tend to forget that she is also a wife who lost a husband and a mother to children who lost their father. tragic as it was, she was able to rise up and be one of the best leaders this country has ever had.

those were good times. the philippines became a center of global attention. we were admired not only by our neighbors but also by the world's superpowers. our actions inspired others to take the same direction. i must admit, remembering this makes me truly proud to be a filipino.

and behind this piece of yesterday stands a woman of great courage. let us all celebrate her life and thank her for she left a wondeful gift to this country, perhaps, the best gift in recent history.



photocredits: inquirer.net